I decided to go to the MoMA on Friday - no class and an empty calendar (actually, that happens rather often here). When I get to 51st St., where the museum is located, there are barricades set up along the sidewalk with MoMA banners on them and a LONG line of people behind them. I ask and find out that Friday from 4-8 they offer free admission when it usually costs $18/person. I am there at 3:30! BUT, I get to go right in because I bought a membership, I check my coat and I rush up to the top floor and begin to make my way down, thinking everyone else will do the opposite.
Sadly, the Matisse exhibit is gone and I am sorely disappointed. I would love to have seen that up close a few more times. I loved the simplicity of his shapes and the complexity of his color. I spent a lot of time taking close, close photos of details in a few Monets, Cezannes and Picassos (you can take photos in this museum!) and brought them home to remember how important each and every inch of the painting is.
I noticed on Saturday, at
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I will add a photo of my painting here when I take one next Saturday before I begin, again, slowly and deliberately and, hopefully, beautifully.
Oh, so by 4:30, the place was screaming with people and it was no longer a place of contemplation. Getting my coat OUT of the coat check took another hour, the line was that long. Fridays are not a good day to go to the MoMA UNLESS you want to go for free. And not see anything.
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